“I-I… I am indeed your d-daughter’s friend, and I remember you now, ma’am.” I nervously said, guilt starting to slowly creep into me. I was involved in the death of this woman’s daughter, and the fact that I introduced myself as her friend was making me nervous.
But there was no hint of anger, disgust, or anything negative from her. Instead, there was only a small shock, but she didn’t look too surprised.
Had Liam already told his mother? Or his parents?
“I know, hija. How could I not know my daughter’s roommate and best friend?” She said, smiling at me.
“Y-you… you’re not angry or anything at me?” I stuttered. It’s either she’s just acting and is off to make some big revenge directed towards me, or she really just isn’t the kind of person to blame others.
“Is there any
